Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang closed the door behind him after entering his room. Then, he just stood there in the mostly dark room. The small slit didn't let much light through.

Silence.

Shang just waited in silence.

At the moment, Shang's heart was beating rapidly as sweat ran down his body. A deep feeling of guilt was inside his heart.

He had acted coldhearted and brutal, but that didn't reflect the truth.

This was the first time after that fateful night that Shang had injured another person to such an extent.

Punching someone, breaking an arm, or similar things were still relatively normal to Shang. After all, he had been a fighter in his past life, and it was normal for fighters to get injured in a fight.

However, what he had done out there was not normal for a fighter.

Shang might be in the body of a 15-year-old, but in his mind, he still viewed himself as a 23-year-old. So, when he looked at the other students, Shang didn't see people of his age but kids.

They were children.

Additionally, what would they have done to him? At most, they would have broken one or two bones and would have given him some bruises.

Shang had seen the ill-intent in their eyes, but Shang hadn't felt true maliciousness coming from them. They only wanted to beat him down to show their superiority.

They were just kids.

Yet, Shang had done horrible things to them. One of them had been close to death, while the other one went through unimaginable pain.

Shang had his reasons for acting this brutally, but it was still difficult.

On Earth, Shang would have gone to prison for his actions.

Yes, they had attacked him, and Shang had the right to defend himself, but that was it, defend.

and kicking him would have been

the worse offense was with

Shang. Yes, he had given the order, but he had

down, thrown him away, or immobilized

out someone's jaw was not considered

people will bother me in the future, and I won't have to do something like that again. The other students saw what happens

right. It was the right

the skinning knife he had bought and began to shave

choice,' he repeated to

Shang continued to repeat the same words to

but when he felt

over and saw blood dripping down from the

touched his jaw, but

cut himself while shaving, and judging by

only logical that it cuts my skin while shaving. I should be more careful in the future,' Shang thought before washing the knife and

washed his hands before leaving the room

of the building and looked

the students were back to doing

and the few that did either

was like nothing had

truly in a different world. If something like that had happened on Earth, the people would still be crowded around the

this world, it

clock above the main entrance to the main building. Usually, warriors didn't really care about the time of the day. They mostly focused on the position of the sun to

a more accurate measure of time, which were clocks. Mages were often very busy, and they couldn't just

have

they go to first? Additionally, the definition of

warriors used the position of the sun normally, but since this academy was very sophisticated and also included plenty of education about

the name of the weekday beside the clock. The academy knew that warriors often forgot the time while they were fully focused on

The core lesson for the Caterpillar Class will start soon. I've been stuck on the

fields.